The sky is as clear as a crystal, as blue as a gem mirror.
Bolang City has received rare good weather for more than ten days.
Cocks crow, dogs bark, and the big clock in the square chimes the time.
Smoke billowed out from the chimneys of houses in the city.
The whole city seemed to be waking up.
Zhang Ke entered Bolang City with a brisk pace.
Bolang City is the last city south of Dingzhou. Going further south, you will leave Dingzhou and enter Laizhou.
Bolang City is under the jurisdiction of the second-rate sect, the Star-Chasing Sword Sect.
Fei Lingzi, the founder of the Star-Chasing Sword Sect, was from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect that conquered an entire world. Note that he conquered an entire world, not just the Eastern Region.
Eight thousand years ago, this world encountered a great catastrophe, and powerful forces from outside the stars attempted to conquer this world.
At that time, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the number one sect in the world, raised up three thousand Yuan Shenjian cultivators, flew out of the boundary to fight, and ended in a draw.
Afterwards, they followed the trajectory of the starry sky and used all their strength to control the Xuanyuan Sword and pursue it into the starry sky.
Fei Lingzi was trapped in a secret realm at that time. After escaping from danger, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect had already left the world.
His own cultivation is no better than the Golden Pill, and he is unable to set up the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's position.
In desperation, he had no choice but to find other disciples who had not left the Xuanyuan Sword Sect for various reasons and join the group for warmth.
At that time, Fei Lingzi entered Jindan after less than 40 years of practice. He had not learned the numerous magical skills and secrets of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and only learned the sword art of transforming sword energy into shape.
Two hundred years later, Fei Lingzi cultivated the Yuanshen and founded the Star-Chasing Sword Sect, and the sect's situation improved slightly.
There was no suppression during the process of establishing the sect, because no one knew whether the Xuanyuan Sword Sect would return again.
It doesn't help either. The sects in the world don't want to have a boss pressing down on them again.
In this way, relying on the efforts of generations of disciples of the Star-Chasing Sword Sect, the second-rate sect became today.
Bolang City is one of the five cities under the jurisdiction of the Star-Chasing Sword Sect, with a population of nearly ten million and an extremely vast area.
There is a sea wall built nearby. Every September, a high tide washes across the sea wall, setting off huge waves and carrying countless sea monsters and fish monsters towards Bolang City.
And this is also a carnival day for practitioners all over the city.
As long as you have enough skills, you can make a lot of money here.
Of course, if you are not strong enough, you can only feed fish, shrimps, turtles and turtles.
The timing of Zhang Ke's arrival is wrong. The wave of waves has passed long ago, and the outside practitioners have already left.
And he didn't come here just to ride the waves, so it didn't matter.
Bolang City is very large and extremely prosperous, filled with tourists and noisy carriages and horses.
On both sides of the street, various vendors are selling goods along the street, and various avenues and paths cover every corner of the city like a spider web.
This is a city full of vitality. They are straightforward and honest in their speech, and their expressions contain confidence and optimism.
Zhang Ke felt all this and immediately fell in love with this city.
I just walked around the street for a while and met many practitioners.
Several practitioners came to a building and stopped.
This is a typical three-story loft building covering an area of nearly 100 feet.
With its wood and stone structure, cornices and corners, and glazed roof, under the sunlight, the whole building shines with brilliance and looks very majestic.
The entrance plaque has a large gilt character: Yuan
Stepping into the building, I saw dozens of four-foot-long desks placed in the building, scattered and uneven.
At first glance, it seems a bit messy, but the overall layout has a sense of natural harmony.
There is a high platform built directly to the south, and female musicians are playing music on the platform.
It was mid-morning and there were not many customers in the building.
Basically, each person has a desk. Occasionally, three or two people sit together and chat in low voices.
Zhang Ke followed the guidance and came to sit next to a table by the window. There was no one on the left and right sides, so it was quiet.
My perceptions dispersed and I found that most of the guests in the building were practitioners.
After a while, the fruits of the four seasons were served, and I couldn't help but be secretly amazed.
It is the twelfth lunar month of winter now, and looking at the freshness of fruits and vegetables, it is obviously very popular.
There was a soft spot behind my back, so I leaned against it, bent my legs, and closed my eyes to listen.
The left hand is keeping time with the music, and the right hand is slowly turning the Rubik's Cube.
The injury on the right hand has basically healed, but the flexibility has been greatly reduced and requires exercise to recover.
So whenever he has time, he will resume training.
Sunshine, laziness, comfort and coziness, listening to the sound of silk and bamboo, carrying a ray of sunshine, exuding a touch of warmth.
He was a little crazy. He hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.
Almost at that moment, he fell in love with this city and decided to stay a little longer.
While enjoying this rare leisure time, I felt someone approaching me.
Feeling a little unhappy in my heart, I looked over and saw a young man wearing a Confucian shirt sitting down on the left side.
The young man is very energetic, with a jade face and red lips, and his eyes are shining.
He is wearing a scholar's scarf on his head, wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt, and a black mink fur around his neck, which makes him look very luxurious.
As if aware of Zhang Ke's attention, he turned his face, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Sorry for disturbing Taoist Master's rest! I'm Lin Shaopei!"
Zhang Ke returned the courtesy and said: "Zhang Ke, a poor Taoist, has met fellow Taoist!"
Lin Shaopei chuckled lightly and found many topics to talk about, and the conversation was quite enjoyable.
After passing the day, Zhang Ke happily found an inn to stay.
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midnight.
No return peak.
On the platform at the summit, a woman sat on the platform railing, leaning against the bluestone railing behind her.
Her long green-gold hair was tied up randomly with a ribbon.
He has regular facial features, delicate skin, and only a pair of clear and bright eyes.
He was draped in a gorgeous red dress and a gold-threaded cloak, and carried a strange scabbard on his back.
The scabbard is purple-gold and is two feet long. The difference from ordinary scabbards is that the scabbard has three insertion openings from the sheath opening.
The semicircular fan is carried on the back. At this time, there are two swords inserted in the scabbard, but there is still an empty position.
Holding a jar of wine in his left hand, his slender left leg is placed across the railing, his right leg is bent up, his right elbow supports his leg, his slender hand rests on his chin, and he is lost in thought.
“Ding-deng-deng!”
Suddenly, a person ran over from outside the platform.
At the age of ten, she has a petite body and a very delicate appearance.
He shouted from a distance: "Senior Sister! Senior Sister Qingmei!"
The woman on the platform came back to her senses and looked at the wine jar in her hand, looking a little flustered.
I had the intention to abandon it, but I was also a little reluctant to let it go. After a moment of hesitation, my junior sister was already approaching.
His round eyes were wide open, and the corners of his mouth were pouting angrily.
Looking up, he saw the wine jar in the senior sister's hand. His eyes suddenly opened wide at first, and in an instant, mist formed in his eyes, and he looked like he was about to cry.
Qingmei felt a headache and hurriedly said in a friendly voice: "Lan Ying, please don't cry. I'll throw away the wine now, okay?"
Lan Ying's look of disbelief made Qingmei feel embarrassed. What did this suspicious look mean?
He glanced at the wine jar in his hand reluctantly, closed his eyes and threw it away. Hearing the sound of the wine jar breaking, his heart ached.
Muttered to himself: "Twenty years of burning knives!"
After finishing speaking, she smacked her lips, and Lan Ying said angrily: "You have promised me that you will not drink in the future."
Qingmei jumped off the platform fence and stood next to Lan Ying.
He pressed Lan Ying's head with both hands, rubbed it for a while, and messed up Lan Ying's neatly combed hair, which made her feel much better.
Lan Ying screamed "Ouch, ouch" and kept begging for mercy, begging: "Senior sister, stop making trouble, it's already so late, go back!"
Qingmei agreed with a smile, circled the thumb and middle finger of her right hand, put it in her mouth, pursed her lips and blew.
"Wha~~~~!"
A sharp whistle sounded through the night sky.
Lan Ying slapped her forehead and said angrily: "I told you not to whistle like this, it's too unsightly."
Qingmei agreed with a smile, Lan Ying shook her head and sighed, senior sister is always like this, she never follows through on her promises.
A strange roar came from the distance, the sound was deep, powerful, and filled with a majestic and domineering air.
After the roar came out, the noise that was originally made by some small animals that had not hibernated at night suddenly stopped.
There was silence between heaven and earth.
A few seconds later, something flew in the sky in the distance.
It has a streamlined body, wings spread out, and a triangular cone-like tail that flies through the air lightly.
When it flew closer, the entire platform was covered by a shadow that covered the sky and the earth.
"Hoo ho!"
He flapped his wings and slowly landed aside.
This is a behemoth that is a hundred feet in size, with mottled scales covering its entire body.
The head is like a camel, the horns are like a deer, the eyes are like a rabbit, the ears are like an ox, the neck is like a snake, the belly is like a mirage, the scales are like a carp, the claws are like an eagle, and the palms are like a tiger.
There is a bright pearl under the chin, reverse scales under the throat, and wings spread out on both sides of the body.
At this time, he was hanging his head, his nose was flaring, and his breath was blowing out, and suddenly a strong wind blew up.
Lan Ying screamed and was almost blown away.
Qingmei raised her hand and patted the monster's head. The monster immediately became obedient, shaking its head slightly to please him.
The monster's head is so big that four people can sit cross-legged on top of it.
The eyes were opened as big as wheels, and the sharp teeth shone with a cold light, biting in an orderly manner in the upper and lower rows.
The five-clawed nails were like sharp swords, only lightly scratching the ground, creating cracks.
The neck is very long. From the top of the head to the back, there are countless raised bone spurs along the back, like an ax blade inserted upside down in the back, straight to the tail.
The triangular cone-like tail just touches the ground and sweeps it gently.
The ground near the platform suddenly became lower by one level.
Qingmei patted the monster with a smile and said: "Okay, I've had enough fun today, let's go back!"
The monster shook his head repeatedly and said with a frown: "Obey! Otherwise I won't take you to play tomorrow!"
The monster looked a little disappointed and aggrieved, raised its head and roared, the sound shaking the valley.
Then the whole body flashed with countless dazzling dark golden lights.
There was only a sword cry, and the monster decomposed into a dark golden flying sword.
It swam around in the air and reluctantly put it into the scabbard behind Qingmei.
Lan Ying has been holding her breath and not daring to move since the monster appeared.
Although he knew clearly that this was the form of his senior sister's flying sword, the fear of facing a natural enemy had never gone away.
This is also the reason why Qingmei doesn’t have many friends. Few people can withstand this kind of pressure all the time.
He wrapped his large cloak around Lan Ying's body with his backhand, and the two of them walked side by side down the mountain. The shadows of one tall and one short were reflected on the ground.
The conversation between the two men could be heard faintly in the night sky.
"Lan Ying, why did you come out to find me in the middle of the night?"
"You also said that just because you were not here, I was given a good lecture by Master."
"I heard from Master that there may be some changes in Bolang City recently. Master asked me to come to you and ask you to go and see what's going on."
"Ah~~! It's really troublesome. I'm about to go into seclusion to cultivate. Can you talk to the master about it?"
His voice sounded like he had a guilty conscience.
"Haha! Master said, if you want to retreat, you must first copy the Shangqing Great Cave Sutra three hundred times! Hehe!"
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"Actually! You can wait until I come back from Bolang City to retreat, right! Since the master is called now, how can I just think about practicing on my own, right, Lan Ying!"
"Haha! Senior sister, you are just as master said."
"What did Master say?"
"Shameless."
"How could Master say this to her most precious disciple? No, I have to go find her and ask her clearly."
As the sound gradually faded away, the two people gradually moved away.
Only the stars twinkled in the night sky, and the sounds of insects and birds chirped again in the mountains.